Because of Time

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Because of Time

I saw someone
new on my pavement,
downstairs in my streets.

It is the new financial advisor.

She has been there at her Office,
for a long but not, the longest Time.

He changed her clothes.
There was no waste of Time.

It seemed, the story was lost,
one day, you remember the day
before it, All began.

The next word was a figure,
in the whole saga.
As it was, invincible.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 30, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

 

In the headquarters

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

In the headquarters

Pigs will be united, as pigs.
Always.
I can’t speak their language.
I never learned it.

The robe connects us all in Trees,
when you are wise and smart, enough.
I should say.

On the other side of my roads,
you find some dog and cats, also mouses.
The feet of a stranger brought them, all over.

I have been holding a line.
Do not say, it was funny 
because I can now, laugh forever.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 30, 2019

Site, is full, 99,5%.
I am finishing the last levels.

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

 

A new summary

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A new summary

On Wednesday morning,
I waited for him,
behind the glass.

I could not hear him
because I knew exactly
the Time.

I learned, that 8 minus 2
could have made, 6 but also 16.

He waved the wind by his red hairs!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 29, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

 

A Christmas Carol

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A Christmas Carol

In his look at the clouds,
no gift was in his hands.

A gift was paid for.
Certainly, all over the Place.

In the dark streets, 
a small fire in her eyes,
has the light of the streets
in daylight.

Clothes are not on her desk
but the tie is ironed.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 29, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9097625-das-wasser-des-lebens-an-honour-not-a-gift

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

 

The reverend right

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The reverend right

It is the highest court on Earth,
to tell fairytales.

The universe has a Crime Court,
it has been called the face, of an officer.

When you talk about love,
it was written down by a professor,
paid for it.
He has moved, I suppose, recently.

When I walk the woods,
I do not recognize your teacher
because she has no duplicate.

And, by the way, the Sun is shining!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 29, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9264460-my-right-hand-rests-on-my-territory
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/7890915-i-am-very-right-about-my-right-petra-hermans–#8211

Photograph II : John Ronald Reuel Tolkien (1892-1973) – The Lord of the Rings

 

The second letter

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The second letter

I had a child, 4 years younger
than I was.
Then, I am.

She walked across, the room,
no man with a child,
in the smallest room.

If you do care, when you don’t care.

The child lost all ages,
16, to the Beach of twenty …
it could have been 4, 5 or 6 years.
That is okay.

The gentleman bowed, 
before he took a glance,
one, single record, Chance.

He say, they said them,
the sixties would dance it, All away.

Sure, I said.
Look at me, I am just a bit older!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 29, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9265053-anarchisme-lijkt-me-niet-bepaald-een-wenselijke-staat-van-zijn

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : My Home, my Place of Birth, my City of a Townhall, in the House

Next foot step

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Next foot step

When I came down, in the building,
I sentenced the smell of papers,
all around me.

I looked, and there you go!

The clock, numbered my hours,
precisely on the right cheek, blushing,
I say.

In the morning, the evening 
changed the night.
Tick-tock-click, the right hand
saved the bell, once again!

The pauper knows the Past, her Future.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
Boekbinderij van den Burg, Weurt – Nijmegen,
Cor en Marinus, Jos Teelen, Inhangmachine,

November 29, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9796548-at-least-i-could-not-say-that-you-tried-that-s
https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2388125704

Photograph II : Every note will be sold, by Einstein’s work of a Pauper

 

A silver mirror

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A silver mirror

The pen rests between two pages,
the book has alreadly been closed.

He gave me his hand
on my shoulder, and his smile.
His statue was heavy, I noticed, soon.

We sat, down in a basement. Small light.
He has given numbers, and also letters.

I looked in, into his eyes,
and I took a deep breath.

Because, the year had no end,
by my calendar …
I looked, downstairs.

The counter had two pieces of chocolate
and two cup of teas.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
Jan Laureijssen, Emmen – Uden;
November 29, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Michael Andreas Helmut Ende – Momo
Nederlandse vertaling: Robert Jan van Asch
Nederlandse rechten Lemniscaat b.v., Rotterdam, 1975
ISBN 978 90 6069 420 6
Copyright © 1973 K. Thienemans Verlag, Stuttgart
Veertiende druk, 2011

Photograph II : Michael Ende – Momo en de Tijdspaarders

 

Shoe on my stone

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Shoe on my stone

When I walked the stairs,
I feel a stone, one stone.
It is under a roof.

A roof has more roofs,
more roof than one,
one shoe, on a stone.

In Summer, without time,
I feel it on a Road,
because I forget, so easily.
The water and bread 
are most comfortable,
in absence, I say, There!

I knew, then, late at night,
he has the matches 
to burn my poetry,
not all, but mostly.

I was looking at his fire.
That’s fine with me.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 29, 2019
 
© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Ice Crystals and one Crystal Ball

The master principal

Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The master principal

I remember, surely,
the old principal.
You could hear him, breathing.

It was class, number 4.
No problem, when 5 follows my rule.

The principal had one element,
of water by my dictionary wizard.
You name, you spell, you call it.

This principle was carried
further more by one Earthquake!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Jan van Esch, Vlashofschool, klas 4, Schoolhoofd
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9950593-it-was-a-midwinter-s-dream-his-idea-and-a-bit
https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1642580133

Photograph II : Ice Crystals and one Crystal Ball